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Thursday, November 16, 2006
9:16 PM

no doubt being involved in basketball activities have been a rather big part of my life ... since sec 1... i started to play with a rubber ball .... then slowly it made my circle of friends bigger n bigger...
well , it sure does control one's mood.
  • disappointments
  • saddness
  • happiness
  • contendments
  • satisfactions

and it causes injuries , conflicts between friends ...

come to think of it...i think its time i cut down le... after playing so many years there's nothing much i gained...